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Look out, Mama, there's a white boat coming up the river
With a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call John
It don't look like they're here to deliver the mail
And they're less than a mile away
I hope they didn't come to stay
It's got numbers on the side and a gun
And it's making big waves

Daddy's gone, my brother's out huntin' in the mountain
Big John's been drinkin' since the river took Emmy Lou
So the powers that be left me here to do thе thinkin'
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin' what to do
And thе closer they got
The more those feelings grew

Daddy's rifle in my hand felt rea**urin'
He told me "Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin'"
When the first shot hit the dock I saw it coming
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why
Then I saw black
And my face splashed in the sky

Shelter me from the powder and the finger
Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
Just think of me as one you never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love
I know I'll miss her

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